Zhang Xiaoyu heard what Young Master Wubei said and realized what he was going to do.
Whether you guess right or wrong.
He is going to kill himself.
Zhang Xiaoyu originally wanted to ask him what made him think those things were related to him.
But when that pool of April twilight water surged and fell towards the sky. Zhang Xiaoyu saw the look on the face of Young Master Wubei who was standing by the pond.
There seems to be some lamentation.
But emotions are not the point.
The focus was on the blood on the corners of his lips and his somewhat pale complexion.
Zhang Xiaoyu probably understood what Young Master Wubei meant when he said there was no time to verify.
But he was also very curious about what happened to him in Nanyi City to make him hurt like this.
But Zhang Xiaoyu naturally had no time to guess.
The April twilight water surging in the pool fell to the sky like a stream, and then turned into some deeper twilight, shrouding the entire world.
Covering the entire empty human world.
Zhang Xiaoyu saw the witchcraft twilight that was separated from the twilight of the human world, and the peach blossoms twirled gently in the palm of his hand.
Young Master Wubei still chose to separate the battlefield from people.
This was something Zhang Xiaoyu didn't expect.
Just like before he fought with his senior brother, he smashed a lantern, lit a fire, and brought the alley to another world.
In Huaian, this kind of ceremony is called Li Renjian.
When practitioners' battles affect the world, they often choose to separate their place from the world.
Coming from the human world, it is natural to treat others with courtesy.
It is something similar in nature to not deceiving the young people in the world.
So the peach blossom kept spinning in Zhang Xiaoyu's palm.
There was a lot of sword intent permeating the air, but no one shot out quickly.
Until that new twilight covers the world.
Zhang Xiaoyu sat upright in the stream and stretched out the peach blossom.
"please."
...
The young boy Hu Lu was walking on the road holding his sword and humming.
Damn Zhang Xiaoyu, he treats me like a child every day.
And bullshit Chen wolfberry.
Neither of these are good things.
The resentment in Hu Lu's heart seemed to be quite deep, and she kept thinking about it.
Thinking about it, the little boy finally stopped holding his sword at the door. He wanted to have a sword fight, but he was pushed back and forth by these two people.
The next time Zhang Xiaoyu asks him to borrow money, he will never lend it to him again.
Hu Lu thought very firmly.
The twilight of the world seemed to flicker.
Xiao Hulu didn't pay attention, thinking that he was dazzled, and continued to move forward with his sword in his arms.
Just as I was walking, I felt something was wrong. The dusk on the horizon was so clear, why did it flicker?
Xiao Hulu stopped on the side of the road, hesitated a little, then ran towards a pond with his sword in his arms.
I ran all the way to a pool. Before Hu Lu could take a breath, she discovered that Zhang Xiaoyu and Gongzi Wubei, who were supposed to be in the stream and by the pond, had disappeared.
Where did they go?
Hu Lu held the sword and headed toward the pool hesitantly. Stepping on the green grass and leaves all the way towards the edge of the pool, he stopped at the spot where Young Master Wubei was standing before.
There was nothing, just the twilight evening wind that was about to fall to the world was blowing slowly.
Very refreshing and pleasant.
But Hu Lu felt a little heavy.
Turn around and head towards the stream under the Peach Tree Bridge.
Zhang Xiaoyu also disappeared without a trace. A stream of clear water carries peach blossoms and slowly moves downstream.
Hu Lu stood there in a daze, always feeling that something was wrong.
If they really wanted to leave, how could I not see them?
Hu Lu was about to look elsewhere, but a peach blossom happened to fall down. However, it did not fall into the stream, but landed on Hu Lu's shoulder.
Hu Lu raised his hand and swept away the peach blossom casually, but felt something was wrong.
He lowered his head and picked it up again, only to realize that it was covered in blood.
Hu Lu stood there in a daze, looking up at the peach tree.
A tree of peach blossoms swayed in the dusk, but some of the peach blossoms had a lot of blood spilled on them.
Instead of leaving, they started fighting!
It's just that a lazy person like Senior Brother Xiaoyu, how could he be the opponent of the man named Gongzi Wubei?
Only then did Hu Lu realize this problem.
It's just that he couldn't find where those battlefields were divided.
Holding the sword and searching a little in the pond, Hu Lu went to find other senior brothers in the garden.
Just as soon as he turned around, Mei Quming and the others appeared in the pool riding the sword wind.
Hu Lu looked at everyone in a panic and said, "Senior Brother, go and help Senior Brother Xiaoyu, he and Young Master Wubei are fighting."
Mei Quming touched his head and said: "I know there is some danger here. You first go to Senior Brother Huai Feng and see what he says."
Mei Quming's words were much more tactful.
So after Hu Lu was stunned for a moment, he nodded hurriedly, held the sword in his hand and let out the sword wind, then headed towards the tomb mountain.
Sword wind is naturally not sword light. A sword cultivator who has entered the Taoist realm cannot control sword light without talking about the realm of sword intention.
It probably just made Little Hulu run a little faster.
When leaving Jian Zong, Xiao Hulu looked back and saw that the world was full of twilight, but the Jian Zong garden was particularly deep.
Like blood.
Hu Lu was very panicked.
He scolded Zhang Xiaoyu, but he was his senior brother after all, and he was actually very kind to him on weekdays.
He didn't know if Mei Quming's senior brothers could help, so he turned back and went straight to the tomb mountain without looking at those things.
When we arrived all the way to Tomb Mountain, the night had already begun to show signs of darkness.
Hu Lu knew that quite a while had passed, and he didn't know what was going on with Zhang Xiaoyu.
So he held his sword and hurried up the mountain path of Tomb Mountain, shouting loudly.
"Brother!"
"Senior Brother Huai Feng!"
"Senior Brother Xiaoyu, something happened!"
Looking up at the figure on the top of the tomb mountain, it seemed that he had not heard those words. He was sitting quietly with his back to the world and facing the giant blue monument.
Hu Lu was anxious and panicked. After falling down, he simply used his hands and feet to climb up.
He threw himself behind Chen Huaifeng in great embarrassment.
"Brother!"
Hu Lu lay down behind Chen Huaifeng, but before he could finish the rest of his words, he heard Chen Huaifeng say calmly: "I know."
Hu Lu froze there.
Seems to understand something.
Yes.
Chen Huaifeng has been on the highest tomb hill in Nanyi City.
He naturally knew what was happening in Nanyi City.
Mei Quming and the others also knew it in their hearts.
If Chen Huaifeng really wants to come, even if others don't come, his sword will appear in the human sword sect.
But there was nothing. Chen Huaifeng and his sword just stayed calmly on the tomb mountain.
Hu Lu stood up with her sword in her arms, and walked to Chen Huaifeng covered in grass leaves and dirt.
This thirty-two-year-old senior brother who likes to keep in good health just sat there calmly, and then looked at Hu Lu who was very embarrassed and said nothing.
Then he remembered the question he had asked when Young Master Wubei came.
Does Senior Brother Huai Feng know?
He should know.
Hu Lu stared at Chen Huaifeng for a long time and said, "You knew from the beginning?"
Chen Huaifeng was silent for a while and said, "I didn't know it at first, but I found out later."
The young boy stood at the foot of the Tonggui Monument at a loss, staring blankly at his senior brother.
He didn't understand what was going on in the stories he hadn't heard.
But he knew that Chen Huaifeng, sitting calmly on the tomb mountain like this, was ready to watch Zhang Xiaoyu die.
Hu Lu's mind was in chaos.
He didn't know anything, so he was extremely confused and frightened.
Why did his senior brother watch another senior brother being killed in the Sword Sect?
What happened in Jian Zong?
Didn't everyone still play cards happily before?
Holding the sword in his arms, Hu Lu felt extremely panicked, trembling all over, and turned to look at the Jianzong Garden to the north.
It is already night in the world.
However, in the night there, there was a blood-like twilight that stayed for a long time.
He could only see this.
He couldn't see everything in the pool.
I wonder if those senior brothers have the same idea as this senior brother on the tomb mountain.
Hu Lu began to conceive a frightening idea in her heart.
The senior brothers had discussed early on that they would kill Senior Brother Xiaoyu in the Sword Sect, so he hid in a pool of Sword Intent.
So they called another guy.
A spiritual wizard who is above all his senior brothers.
They were the only ones who didn't know, so they separated themselves, set up a card table there, prepared delicious food, waited for Senior Brother Xiaoyu to die, and then drank heavily.
Only I don't know.
Because as the youngest disciple of the Sword Sect, he had the best relationship with Zhang Xiaoyu, his later senior brother who was still walking in the world.
So I should not know anything about it.
This is murder!
Hu Lu suddenly turned around, looking at Chen Huaifeng with tears in her eyes and trembling all over.
"Why did you kill Senior Brother Xiaoyu?"
"This is murder!"
Hu Lu shouted angrily.
Chen Huaifeng just looked at Hu Lu calmly and said nothing.
After Hu Lu shouted angrily, he suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand, and the sword edge stopped in front of Chen Huaifeng's eyebrows.
"I am the leader of the Sword Sect, and I order you to rescue Senior Brother Xiaoyu!"
Although Hu Lu didn't know why Chen Huaifeng stayed on the tomb mountain for such a long time, he knew that there was something in Chen Huaifeng's arms.
That was what really scared Young Master Wubei, not his ridiculous words about asking Cong Ren to come back and beat him up.
Chen Huaifeng just looked at Hu Lu calmly.
"You are not the one now. You will be the master of the Sword Sect when the master no longer wants to be."
Hu Lu angrily struck down with his sword.
The long sword was raised high above his head, but it stopped in front of Chen Huaifeng's eyebrows.
Yes, they are all senior brothers.
What can I do?
Hu Lu let go of the sword in his hand, knelt down, and crawled in front of Chen Huaifeng, looking at him sadly with tears on his face.
"Senior brother, let's go rescue senior brother Xiaoyu, okay?"
Hu Lu pulled on the corner of Chen Huaifeng's clothes and begged with great sadness.
Chen Huaifeng just looked at the dusk over Jianzong calmly and said nothing, as if he didn't hear or see.
The gourd lay down on the ground.
He pressed against the earth in great confusion, anger, pain and sorrow.
"Why?"
This question was very serious, but Hu Lu’s voice was very light and weak.
Just like a weak grass growing in the vast wilderness.
"Because I'm also doubting something."
Chen Huaifeng finally answered a question head-on.
Hu Lu raised her face covered with grass blades, looked at Chen Huaifeng and asked blankly: "What's the problem?"
Chen Huaifeng did not answer.
He just gave Hu Lu a reason to sit back and watch.
But the deeper reason did not need to be explained to him.
Hu Lu didn't cry anymore, nor whine any more.
He sat up and looked at the Jianzong garden in silence.
The twilight in the night was like blood.
The world has no idea.
Countless lanterns of the same blood-red color hung above the tall buildings.
The sound of mahjong is everywhere.
...
Those senior brothers may still be watching by the pool like Chen Huaifeng.
But Zhang Xiaoyu didn't care.
There is no need to pay attention to things that cannot be seen.
The present is what matters.
When he spread the peach blossom in the palm of his hand and stretched it out, he looked at Young Master Wubei and said the word "please".
Countless sword intentions spread by the stream.
From that peach blossom.
Young Master Wubei stood by a pool, his hands huddled in his sleeves. The Wu River came from the human world, and the Styx River also came from it.
The world is turned upside down, the Wu River hangs high above the earth, and the Styx River hangs low in the sky.
The distance between the two was quickly widened.
The sword intentions that came from the peach blossoms went through the river. Thousands of black ghost flowers bloomed on both sides of the Styx River, taking root in the sky. The dusk evening wind suddenly came, and the pollen shook down and went towards those sword intentions.
After crossing a long space, the two finally became entangled.
The sword intent that came from the peach blossom was constantly being devoured, and at the same time it was constantly approaching Young Master Wubei.
That was naturally not Zhang Xiaoyu's sword intention, but some of the sword intention left by Cong Ren and the others by the bridge and stream.
Zhang Xiaoyu looked there calmly, then looked at the broken and empty scabbard on his knee, stood up in the stream, and stopped under the peach tree with the sword intention of the stream.
Looking up at the peach blossoms flying towards the sky below, he remained silent for a while, then raised his hand and broke off a peach branch.
There is no sap at the ends of peach branches.
Instead, something like blood was flowing slowly.
Zhang Xiaoyu glanced apologetically at the blood at the end of the peach branch, and then held the peach branch.
It's like holding a sword.
The twilight hanging upside down in the world shines on the peach blossoms and white clothes.
It is also the third kind of glory.
In the upside-down world, above the Styx, the power of the Styx is constantly exuding.
Zhang Xiaoyu took a step forward while holding the sword, and then noticed that the vitality in the divine sea seemed to be missing.
This is the River Styx.
Erosion from the world of Styx beneath the great river.
The longer you stay in it, the weaker you will become.
Until he was stripped away by the River Styx and stripped away all the characteristics of the world.
Since then, he has fallen into the River Styx, never to return.
So not only did Young Master Wubei not have much time, but Zhang Xiaoyu also didn't have much time.
Something in his body was moving towards the River Styx. Zhang Xiaoyu held the branch of peach blossom and continued towards the direction of Young Master Wubei.
Whether it is a sword cultivator or a person of the shaman and ghost way.
They are naturally extremely fragile.
Therefore, when the two compete, they often compete with swordsmanship and witchcraft.
But Zhang Xiaoyu is different.
Zhang Xiaoyu is a person who views mountains and rivers.
His Taoist skills are naturally stronger than his sword intention at present.
So he held a peach blossom, and when the sword intent and the ghost flower powder were entangled, he raised his legs and walked forward.
Every time he took a step, a Taoist text like twilight flowing gold appeared beside him.
The white clothes were blown by the wind, revealing the Taoist robe underneath.
Mountains and rivers sit together, the wind and I are still very clear.
When he held the peach blossom and walked dozens of steps on the upside-down Wu River, the words "mountain and river" on his robe suddenly became filled with Taoist rhyme, and then fell off.
On the Wu River, thousands of Taoist texts circulate, and then large areas of human mountains and rivers are looming.
The unique knowledge of mountain and river view comes from Bai Fengyu’s mountain and river pictures.
Of course the world will be curious.
Why is it that Zhang Xiaoyu, who is clearly only in the seventh realm of the minor path, is able to surpass many practitioners in the ninth realm of the minor path and is known as one of the most outstanding disciples of the younger generation.
Zhang Xiaoyu is naturally not only good at playing cards.
He knows a lot.
Such as the Mountain and River Picture, such as the Sword of Cause and Effect.
He learned two techniques of three swords and three concepts by himself.
Such people naturally have nothing to do with realm.
The Wu River from Gongzi Wubei was forcibly broken by those mountains and rivers, split into two parts, and flowed across the sky and the earth.
Zhang Xiaoyu held the peach blossom in his hand, and with his Taoist expression flowing all over his body, he calmly walked through the mountains and rivers at his feet, heading towards Young Master Wubei on the other side of the world.
The mountains and rivers are vast, and little people are walking among them, holding peach blossoms, like mayflies.
However, those sword intentions that continuously came from the stream, and those Taoist rhymes that continued to circulate and become more and more powerful, made the young master Wubei who was standing on the other side of the world look extremely solemn.
So he stretched out his hand from his sleeve.
He held a handful of snow in his hand.
Countless flying snow fell on the mountains and rivers in the dusk.
All the flow of breath began to become blocked.
However, at those moments when the evening snow falls on Cangshan Mountain, the entire mountains and rivers begin to move.
Just like the evolution of heaven and earth.
Zhang Xiaoyu's figure holding a peach blossom sometimes appears in mountains and valleys, and sometimes appears on high mountains.
Covered in wind and snow, it was three feet away from the body, surrounded by those Taoist rhymes, making it difficult to move forward.
Zhang Xiaoyu continued to walk towards Young Master Wubei as if he was walking around.
The mountains and rivers are still annexing towards the Wu River.
Young Master Wubei's face was a little pale, but he remained calm.
Even if the soul is seriously injured.
But he is still a spiritual wizard.
The mighty power of witches and ghosts around him spreads out in all directions like a stormy wave crashing on the shore.
The pollen released from the ghost flowers of the Styx had almost swallowed up the sword intent, but at this moment, it was also swept away fiercely in the wave of the power of the witches and ghosts.
The world began to slowly return to normal.
Returning to nature does not mean the dissipation of the Momentary River Styx.
On the contrary, it is a symbol of the river Styx swallowing the world.
When everything turns around, it means that the Styx will completely fall into the world, taking everything into the irreversible abyss of the river.
Stop this reversal.
Unless you kill the person who casts the magic.
The magic of witches and ghosts leads to the River Styx.
Young Master Wubei is the connection point between the Styx River and the human world.
So Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the tilted mountains and rivers and stopped. All the Taoist texts surrounding him that were resisting the wind and snow disappeared into his body.
The wind and snow lost their resistance, and then rushed towards Zhang Xiaoyu's body under the white clothes with endless chill.
Zhang Xiaoyu groaned, but raised his hand and raised it to his chest.
So those Taoist texts that were submerged in the body evolved again, but this time they did not leave the body.
But it is branded on the body under the white clothes.
Then countless golden lights emerged from the body.
Zhang Xiaoyu held the peach blossom in his hand, walked through the wind and snow, and walked towards Young Master Wubei extremely quickly.
